My Little Mom is the Richest

A hundred steps to the north, the red fire in the forest suddenly turned into lush green bamboos. Thousands of bamboo poles sprouted green, and each one stood tall and tall, reaching the sky and the earth. The fragrance of bamboo drifted across the tip of my nose, and the air in front of me seemed to have turned green due to the lush greenness of the forest. The breeze blew, and the thin bamboo branches swayed in the wind. Walking around, breathing in the fresh air, listening to the rustling of bamboo leaves, you feel relaxed and happy.

A hundred steps to the southeast, the greenery in front of me gradually faded, turning into a forest of apricot-yellow trees. The sky was full of brilliant yellow leaves, all of which seemed to emit a faint light. Each tree was bright and eye-catching but not dazzling, full of soft warmth, and a place of joy. At the end of the day, I stretched out my hand to pick up a piece of Huan leaf that was falling leisurely, and gently held it in my hand, but it was like holding a little starlight.

A hundred steps to the southwest, all the colors seemed to be washed away in the blink of an eye. Looking around, the eyes were filled with vastness, as if one were in a sea of ​​snow, but there was a faint fragrance floating in the air. The white plum blossoms are blooming proudly, and the small and elegant plum blossoms are trying their best to open their crystal clear petals, like silver sculptures of snow, pure and flawless, innocent and awe-inspiring.

Even after a hundred steps, the fragrant snow sea was still in front of him. Mingyue Jun couldn't help but hesitate. He acted according to the inexplicable dialogue in his mind without thinking. If he made a mistake this time, wouldn't he be trapped in the trap? Here, I don’t know when I will be able to get out, what should I do? letter? ...Still don’t believe it?

Stop it! Now that you've come this far, you might as well take a gamble. With determination, Mingyue Jun closed his eyes and took the 100th step. Suddenly, the breeze blew by, and the sound of rippling water rang in his ears. The fragrance of plum blossoms on the tip of his nose had receded, but what came to his nostrils was the fresh and pleasant fragrance of lotus. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw four large characters written on the banner of the tall white jade gate: Ziweilan Garden. The fonts are elegant and unrestrained, but also majestic and steady. Not only is the fairy wind faintly elegant, but there is also an arrogance of a king who is proud of the world. There are a few people in the world who can rival this word. But this calligraphy is not unfamiliar to Mingyue Jun. The owner of the calligraphy is none other than the amazingly talented Qingxu Muqiu, the first son of Haoyu, who made himself trapped here in the middle of the night in this freezing winter. The rightful leader in the formation?

Wait...formation? Xuanran turned around and Mingyue Jun looked at the one-acre lotus pond behind him. The pond was full of purple lotus flowers of different shades. The long branches and vines supported the large flowers. The delicate petals looked like purple jade carvings, elegant and simple. , soaked in the moonlight like glistening snow, enchanting but overflowing with purity, the wind passes everywhere, dancing with the wind, exuding the quiet and elegant lotus fragrance, Pingpingtingting. Vaguely, you can see a jade-stepped path winding through the pond, which is roughly covered by the lush lotus leaves. If you don't look carefully, it would be difficult to find that there is such a path hidden among the purple lotus in the pond.

Looking at the direction in which this road extends, and then looking at the bright moon above, I don't know when the snow has stopped, and Mingyue Jun gradually understands that he has already left the battle. Just now, there was a forest full of trees. I thought it was because of the thick branches and leaves, which made it difficult to see the sky. But since this is a lotus pond, how can we not see the sky? It can be seen that everything just now is an illusion. Everything is an illusion space created by the people who set up the formation with their own magic. The only intersection with the real world is the white jade It is a small path, so if the direction is the same as the back of the neck, there will be no way out whether in or out, and can only be like a fly with a head covering its head, spinning around in it. I also thought that I was delusional and wanted to use the five elements in front of me to solve the problem, but I didn't know that the five elements in front of me were also false, which was really ridiculous. . ,,.